This is not just as simple as an insult, it is simply a contempt for all the bloody armor cultivators in the Imperial Command State!

Among Kyushu, in terms of the strength of the body, the blood-clothed armor cultivation has always been the best!

Not to mention that Tan Siwei is a blood-clothed armor cultivator in the late stage of the Eleventh Realm, and he has the power of opening mountains and rifts in a wave of his hand, even an ordinary monk of the Twelve Realms would not dare to say that he could be unscathed and take him three punches!

But Ye Ming did the opposite, not only did he not reduce the burden on his apprentice, but he also added ten times!

Where is this to negotiate conditions with himself, Tan Siwei even suspected that Ye Ming's brain was not normal, so he dared to say such a thing!

The cultivators who were practicing on the school field surrounded one after another, looking at the master and apprentice with unkind eyes.

In their hearts, the name of the Bloody Armor Cultivator is even more important than their own lives, how can others be so despised?!

"Marshal, you don't have to do it yourself to clean up this kid, let your subordinates come down!"

"The last general, Tuoba Cooking, asks the marshal's permission, and the sinner who bullied the young lady will definitely not return!"

……

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, regardless of their own cultivation, they all asked to take action, and they all wanted to vent this evil breath for Tan Siao!

Tan Siwei raised his hand slightly, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said with a serious expression:

"The kindness of your brothers, Ben Shuai's heart, these thirty punches, Ben Shuai will personally take action!"

Ye Ming smiled slightly, took out the cloth ball stuffed in Feng Qi's mouth, and whispered in his ear, "If you can pick it up for a while, if you can't catch it, you can carry it, the most important thing is to experience the artistic conception of the other party's punch, and tell it to the teacher later." ”

Since the last time he saw Jude Lu fighting against the dragon Jiao, Ye Ming had become extremely interested in the exercises of the bloody armor cultivation, and he couldn't help but have the idea of stealing the master in his heart.

The reason for proposing the raise just now is to deter Tan Yuan's thinking and win Tan Yuanyuan, and secondly, because he wants to take this opportunity to carefully observe the number of ways they practice.

Although Feng Qi is not enlightened in terms of the relationship between men and women, he can be called talented and intelligent all the way to practice, and he is the best candidate to test the cultivation of blood clothes.

Feng Qi obviously didn't understand what Master meant, and made a bitter face, "Master, are you sure I still have 'a while'?" ”

"Don't worry, at most, you will be beaten severely, and Master will not let you die." Ye Ming smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"By the way, did you go in last night?"

"Where to go in?" Feng Qi looked dazed.

"Hehe, nothing." Ye Ming shook his head helplessly.

When Feng Qi said this, he knew that this kid had not succeeded yet, so he was caught by Tan Siwei and dedicated all the medicinal effects to the big drum......

With a move of his mind, he filled up all the two attributes of Feng Qi Jin Xing and Tu Xing to ensure that nothing went wrong.

He also stuffed two boiling blood pills into Feng Qi's mouth, "If you can't bear it, swallow one." ”

Feng Qi looked surprised, looking at his hands, he felt two strong breaths constantly circulating in his body, and soon merged with himself!

This is a wonderful feeling he has never had, and he was suddenly full of confidence, jumped on the high platform, and clenched his fists at Tan Siwei,

"Please advise!"

"Humph!" Tan Siwei's feet were slightly apart, he stood in a fixed position, and his whole body instantly exploded, like a flood beast rushing towards him!

The wind was raging all around, and even the wooden platform was squeaked by this invisible coercion!

Tan curled his hands in front of his chest, nervously watching the situation on the platform, with a faint tear in his eyes.

How could Brother Feng be able to receive his father's thirty punches? Why did he say yes?!

Although Ye Ming's expression was indifferent, his eyes were very sharp, and he stood under the stage and watched Tan Siwei's movements intently.

Buzz –

Everyone's eyes flickered, and the blood-colored figure suddenly set out!

The small-scale battle made people have no time to react at all, and everyone only saw a fist shadow flashing away, like thunder and lightning, destroying the withering and decaying, and directly taking the façade of Fengqi!

Feng Qi's pupils shrank sharply, and the fist reflected in his eyes became extremely huge, but he seemed to be locked, and his feet were rooted and motionless, and he couldn't even think of dodging!

Bang –

It was ten times louder than the drum sound he had beaten before!

Feng Qi only felt as if the bridge of his nose was directly broken, his neck was folded back at a strange angle, and the whole person flew upside down more than ten zhang away uncontrollably!

After a few moments, my brain was in turmoil, and all I could hear was ringing in my ears.

Fortunately, the Boiling Blood Pill in his mouth worked in time, repairing the injured parts above his neck at an exaggerated speed.

Click, click, click

After a sound of bone dislocation, Feng Qi, whose face was covered with blood, staggered and crawled up.

The faces of the bloody armor cultivators were full of surprise, what they were surprised was not Feng Qi's recovery speed, but the punch of the marshal with the bridge of his nose, and he could also ensure that his head was hanging on his neck!

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Ye Ming's mouth, and Tan Siwei was still merciful......

Feng Qi hadn't even had time to use the technique of protecting the body just now, but he relied on the attributes of the Twelve Realms to resist this punch.

Although the injury is not minor, under normal circumstances, it is not as simple as a broken bone.

Tan Siwei on the high platform frowned, and said coldly, "There are still twenty-nine punches." ”

Immediately after, he jumped high from the wooden platform and turned into a shining red point of light in the night sky!

Feng Qi gritted his teeth and raised his head, his feet were deeply rooted in the soil, the dark yellow aura of his whole body lingered, and pieces of transparent crystals began to grow on the surface of his skin, and finally formed into a piece, even the eyes were not spared!

What he performed was the "Mountains and Valleys" with the strongest defensive power in the "Five Elements Spiritual Technique" recorded in the secret book of Qianyun Island!

Although Feng Qi himself was not proficient in the Earth Movement Method, and the Connecting Mountains and Valleys were supernatural powers that could only be used after the Ten Realms, when he received Yang Buhe's guidance before, he had been required to memorize all the moves in the Five Elements Spiritual Technique, and he must be able to memorize them backwards.

Now that it's the first time I've used it, although it's a little rusty, the effect I've got is generally pretty much the same, plus my own cultivation has been upgraded to the Twelve Realms, and my defense power can't be underestimated!

And the Dao Dao fist shadow that flashed red light in the sky also suddenly descended at this time, and there was only one target, that is, Feng Qi standing in the center of the school field!

Before the fist arrives, the intention comes first!

An unprovoked fear spread in the hearts of everyone!

Ye Ming's body tensed, motionless and looking at the indomitable fist intent in the sky, his mood shook!

He has also seen this trick in Jude Lu, but it was used by Tan Siwei, and the power is more than three points!

This time, Tan Siwei didn't have any strength, and the twenty-nine punches made a move to capture the enemy's vital point, but it fell at the same time!

"Feng Qi, punch, can't resist !!"

Ye Ming let out a loud shout, he had still underestimated Tan Siwei's means before, he originally thought that the earthy attributes of the Twelve Realms, coupled with the exercises that Feng Qi himself comprehended, were enough to resist these thirty punches.

But now it seems, he was wrong.

And a big mistake!

Tan Siwei now feels more like a killing god, and the burst of fist intent is enough to make up for the gap in the attributes of the two!

Only by letting Feng Qi unload his force with his strength, and then cooperating with the mountains and ravines, can he have a chance to block these twenty-nine punches!

Feng Qi, who was wrapped in transparent crystals, immediately did so, and threw twenty-six punches at the fist shadow falling from the sky one after another!

"White Tiger Star Falls!"

Twenty-six tiger heads rushed into the sky in an instant, colliding with the red fist intent that followed!

However, the gap between the two people's comprehension of boxing and artistic conception is too big, and the tiger head only slowed down the red fist shadow slightly, and then collapsed in the air and disappeared without a trace!